UFR: Sudden shower

[muckefuck]

I meant to post this yesterday, but, lo, what distractions lay in wait for me!

I was nearing l'épicentre de la freake in my 'hood when I saw someone eating a donut and...yanking on a tree branch. It was a small tree, barely taller than the man himself, locked inside one of those sidewalk grills and almost leafless. The man had thick specs and ruglike dark hair. He held the food in his right hand, leapt up, and--between bites--yanked the branch with his left--not enough to break it, just enough to make it shake.

I couldn't figure out why until I noticed on a styrofoam coffee cup wedged on the bough. When the branch snapped back into place, water would splash out of the cup and our man freaky would try to jump under it as it fell.

Comments

[rollick.livejournal.com]

With magdalene1 having left the neighborhood, somebody had to take up the burden of freak-sighting. Looks like it's you. Congratulations!

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

It's much too heavy a mantle for one ordinary person to bear. Besides, I am not worthy to touch the hem of her garment in any case, much less don her cast-off robes. But let's make a deal: I'll cover the early-morning freak beat if you take care of the freaky night owls.

I am The Man.

[febrile.livejournal.com]

Man, I guess living one block off Sheridan and Lawrence isn't quite close enough to the action. Best I've had in a while is a group of kids saying "Evening, officer" to me as I walked past them.

It wouldn't have been as silly if I hadn't been wearing a tweed, work slacks, sneakers, and my iPod. Unless undercover cops these days are sneakier than I suspected.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

Dude, Sheridan and Argyle = fR3@k Central. Come by some time, I'll introduce you to The Creature, Señor Holamiamigo, and the rest of the wacky gang.

Not quite as weird, but ...

[monshu.livejournal.com]

On my way home from work today--a bit early so I could finish packing before a trip to see my folks--I saw an older woman veiled from head to toe in black (her face was showing)with kohl ringing her eyes who was staring with some disgust at a younger blond women dressed for the weather; i.e., a skimpy halter top and short shorts--with iPod blugged into her ears naturally. The contrast would have made a fine picture. Talk about a clash of cultures!